hey robin how quickly is dad's best friend!daichi's soul leaving his body when he agrees to give you a ride somewhere, and you skip out of the house wearing a tank top that says 'daddy's girl' across the chest.
in 0.2 seconds flat but he's a seasoned pro at convincing himself that he's totally fine <33 and that if anything the little bit of sweat on his forehead is there purely because he's worried about you leaving the house in something like that. not that you aren't more than capable of making your own decisions of course, but he wonders if your dad knows about this... ?
oh well. it's not really his place. (but... he wants it to be)
he wants to ask just what on earth you're thinking wearing something like that, and if you know how easy it is to see your nipples through that flimsy fabric.
but he's definitely not thinking about what they'd feel like in his mouth as he sucks them through the front of that little shirt, making a couple of wet spots dark enough to match your panties. or how the 'daddy's girl' would become unreadable as it gets pushed up over your tits when he lays you down in the backseat and makes you cry.
daddy's girl, huh? is that what you wanna be?
no. nope. he's certainly not thinking about that. and he's not clenching his jaw eitherāhe has no idea what you're talking about. now please put your seat belt on before he loses his patience (and his clean driving record).











